Chapter 7 - The Broken Jaw
With blinding, terrifying speed, Grant’s hand shot out. He grabbed a heavy crystal wine decanter from the center of the table and smashed it directly into Victor’s face.
The sickening crack of breaking bone echoed through the entire restaurant.
Victor screamed in agony, stumbling backward and crashing into a neighboring table, sending plates and silverware clattering to the floor. He clutched his face, blood pouring through his fingers, completely incapacitated in a single, brutal strike.
The wealthy patrons gasped and scrambled away in absolute panic.
Grant didn't look at the screaming guests. He didn't look at Vanessa, who was now cowering in her chair in sheer horror.
He stepped over his brother’s bleeding body and walked directly up to Emily.
Emily was hyperventilating, holding her serving tray like a shield. She expected him to yell, to demand a paternity test, to call his guards.
Instead, the ruthless mafia boss gently took the heavy tray out of her shaking hands and dropped it onto the floor. He reached out and incredibly softly cupped her pale, exhausted face.
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"He threatened you," Grant whispered, putting the pieces together with horrifying clarity. "Victor threatened the baby. That's why you signed the papers. That's why you didn't fight me."
👉 How will Emily respond now that the terrible truth is finally out in the open?
